Showing posts from December, 2011

Sunday School Special & a note

Today we went to a branch (congregation way smaller than a ward) far away in Western Oklahoma. (Our stake - larger congregation made up of many wards & a couple of branches - is really big.) We drove and drove and had a great time on our way there. The boys deleted miss s's phone/toy battery at lightening speed on the way there. my mr. and I had a nice two hour plus conversation with our other adult traveling companion. miss h arrived home from college last night, so she came along. She and miss s slept most of the way there. (We left a little after 7am because we had to pick up our traveling companion. And there was a little confusion as to which street that traveling companion lived on, so we lost a little bit of time.) When we got there right before 10am, I had something pressing to deal with - even though the meeting was about to start. So I dealt with it. And my mr. made faces at me when I came in during the opening hymn and didn't come sit with him and mis

Days 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, & 13

This is where you get to see how awesome creativity can be: Day 7: 7 Things (7 white stripes - yes, there is a 7th - look very, very closely screen left one third down) Day 8: Close up (Can you guess what it is?) Day 9: Black and White (I heart instagram.) Day 10: Someone I love (Did you guess what it is? If not, here's a hint - it's being worn by someone I love) Day 11: Body Part (to cover up a body part) Day 12: Skipping it for now Day 13: Something Orange Here's the lesson: It's good to do the things you want to do. Sometimes you will accept 6 days in a row of substituting jobs and not get any of your 'wants' accomplished. But, if you are creative, you can try. Two more lessons: It is very advantageous to get 'things' done ahead of time and dry shampoo rocks.

School Days, School Days & Sunday School: Remember Who You Are

I've been having school days. Six in fact. In a row. And wow, what an education. I have learned that the "word" in 6th grade is "freaking." I used to say that word for a brief moment somewhere early in my middle aged life. I don't like that word, it's just a substitute for the real "f" word. At least now I know why my son is saying it sometimes. The fifth grade girls are totally into knitting. And one named little miss m said that if I brought the supplies in next time I substituted, she'd be happy to teach me how to make her way awesome scarves. There were a lot of little knitted headbands and fingers about to fall off because of misguided finger knitting. Thankfully none fell off. The girls liked my boots and even the boys admired the colorful beads on the one colorful bead necklace I own. Some sweet child told me I looked like I was 30 years old. And the rest is all turning into a blur because I met so many new faces in

Day 6 Photo Challenge

Day 6: Vehicle (plus a little Oklahoma Merry Christmas ala jingle bells, shotgun shells) (you can't see it, but they were rigged to light up) (awesome)

Photo Challenge Days 3, 4, and 5

Day 3: Landscape Day 4 & 5: Animal & Toy Ok, so days 4 & 5 are kind of a cop out, but the picture is one of my favorites. You can find the original here. Here's a link to the photo challenge, if you'd like to join: I've been spending a lot of time somewhere near that landscape picture with lots of loud kids. I am finding my inner 'listen to me voice' and testing it out on unsuspecting sixth and seventh graders. But most of them are much louder than me. And I can't compete. So I charge them a debt of silence and after it is repaid we go on with our day.  I won't do that to you. See you tomorrow! Bye.


*Day 2 The alarm woke me mid dreams of silverware. little mr. j woke up saying, "I had the best, best, best, best, best, best, best dream ever." I had to ask, "little mr. j, what was the best, best, best, best, best, best dream ever about?" He was smiling and animated and told us (the whole family was together in the living room because we get up at an horrible hour weekday mornings to have family prayer). Fast cars. Lots of them. "And I mean lots, like lots lots of super fast ones." What kinds of cars? I can't remember all he said, but Porsche was one of them. No Ferrari. Which is weird because that boy used to want to change his name to Red Ferrari. I'm trying to figure out why no Ferrari. I think maybe it's because a few times the last few weeks, I have used the word practical. He wanted to know why more people don't drive Ferrari's. So I told him the weren't practical. And he has asked what that word means.

Getting Called Out

My husband's cousin's husband called me out on facebook today. Well, me and another woman named Corrie. Who, by my reading way into the comments she left on his comment to us, is kind of thinking the same thing that I'm thinking about how in the world can I do this at this time right now with all I've got going. Well, I don't know if that's what she really was thinking, but I put it into my version of life right now. Anyway, Mr. Photokapi , I will accept your challenge and probably fail, but it will be a nice distraction from all the necessities of life that have been keeping me away from here of late. (And when I say of late, I mean all this summer, fall and now into winter. Blech.) Thanks for the challenge. Today's is a self portrait. I am not taking a self portrait today. My breath is bad and I need to wash my hair. I did let miss s take a video of me last night singing/chanting the "way up in the sky, the little birds fly, way down in the n

First Day of Advent

my mr. showed me this. Now I'm sharing with you. It reminds of two young boys I know. I wish we could all have hearts like like his.